[Broken Weapon]

Mori's hand still tightly grabbed the broken piece of wood.

Mori leaned forward, bursting into a sprint.

He entered the room; he heard the mace as it swung right by him.

As he entered the room, he slid on his knee, changing direction, and went toward the undead next to the entrance.

Still holding the broken piece of wood, he ran toward it, baiting it to swing.

Mori stopped in his course, dodging the crushing weapon easily, stepping into its reach to plant the broken piece of wood into its shoulder.

As he did, a punch connected to his jaw, sending him rolling to the ground.

Fuck.

Mori's head was spinning, that hit truly shook him.

He put a knee to the ground, using his hands to slowly raise himself up.

He looked up, the undead was slowly walking toward him.

That's why long reach weapons are best. Fuck.